new cats: Molly and Pete

After brief debacle, in the getting new cats front, whereby a mad cat woman tried to palm us off with a feral cat, we went to cat protection and after lots of umming and arring (Cat’s can live to twentyish – so this is a two decade decision), we came home with Molly and Pete.

Molly is one years old and still has a fair bit of kitten in her, but is fairly affectionate and cuddly too.

Pete is 2, and more cautious, but already into talking to us, and greets us enthusiastically. He is really beautiful, such an intense velvet black, with huge eyes. He is also affectionate, likes a good stroke, and loves to sit on the sofa behind us with a paw stretched out to touch.

and it has been going stunningly well. No howling on the way home in the car, they were sprawled on the sofa the evening we brought them home, and each love the sheepskin rugs. I’m totally sold on having older cats now. We always had kittens before, but everyone wants kittens, the older ones get left behind. And our house, in a state of renovation, is not ideal for kittens. We could imagine losing them inside a wall or something.

Molly and Pete are taking it in their stride. They were startled at the wood burner, as clearly have never seen a fire before, but rapidly got used to that. Every day life, such as mixers, chop saws (DIY is fairly everyday for us) etc, doesn’t phase them.

We kept them in one room at first, until they were used to us, and now they have the run of the house. A few weeks before we let them outside though, so I’m glad it is not summer and we want the doors closed.